Nothing starts an episode off like almost getting hit by a car and then having the idiot that almost hit you cuss you out like it was your fault. Dawn describes the one bit of vehicular idiocy that makes her crazy, and it leads into an impromptu history of how California maybe didn’t invent road rage, but they damn sure perfected it. Bobby asks Dawn for advice on his fear of losing his mental faculties, a fear exacerbated by the fact he’s been slipping mentally more and more frequently. Also, a discussion on how bleeding-hearts like Dawn and Bobby can thoroughly enjoy the grimiest of right-wing cinema, and not in an ironic fashion either. All that, and a pug in a dress interrupts the show!